User blog comment:SalemtheCruel/The Warmblood Games/@comment-3474228-20111108012712

Quake is now faced with three weasels, all determined to kill him. They surround him and begin to close in. Vulcan watches intently as Quake spins around, the spear stretched out horizontally. The weasels back off in surprise, and one yelps slightly as he is nicked on his arm. He growls and lunges at Quake's back, but the otter ducks, and as the weasel sails overhead, Quake thrusts upwards with the spear, impaling it. Quake shakes the body off the spear and thrusts it forward threateningly at the other two, who give each other uneasy glances, but then both charge him. One of them jumps up at his chest while the other slides into his legs. He slams his spear down on the legs of the second weasel, put, takes the force of the first one and falls backwards, his body cushioned by the dead weasel. The first weasel gets up quickly and stabs down with a dagger, but Quake rolls aside and slaps the dagger out with his tail. He then twirls his legs around the weasel's neck and squeezes them together, crushing the weasel's neck. He gets up, sweating a little bit, and eyes the last weasel, who is moaning on the ground with a spear going through his right thigh. Quake takes the spear out harshly, pulling sideways, and the weasel does not even live to feel the spear as it plunges through its head.